Haiku#144

Written by Lori McCray

Photographer, Poet, Musician, Mother, Mystic, Gardener, friend of wild creatures, swan whisperer. Find me on Flickr: https://www.flickr.com/photos/wingthing/

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Haiku#144

Written by Lori McCray

More from Lori McCray

What do you do when it hurts to see?

Have spent nearly a lifetime clearing these clouds of ignorance, and now that my vision has been restored, now that I see with the eyes…

The Golden Rule

No one is going to want to hear this but I wrote it anyway, being who I am, who I’ve always been and who I most likely will continue to be…

Once Upon a Time

Once upon a time, there was a room. There was a chair for the girl learning to be a woman. There was a chair for the man learning to be a…

Grief is a Sadness Carried by Sorrow

Grief is a sadness carried by sorrow, and loss an emptiness which can’t be carried.

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